sky without a god is a clear, clear sky
Break the lines to the past, move on and try
No answers to guide us or heal the sick
'cos faith is in candles and candles burn quick

life bowing down to be near the ground
Kissing dust and scared of [bad word] Sense of oxygen makes faith 
The fuel and burns it quick

sky without a god is a clear, clear sky
But we've served for so long it now seems right
Information brings the light to see 
How quick faith burns, when so do we

The flames of doubt are burning now
But the people in control aren't scared
Cheated by technology
Real power never has nor will be shared